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Allan, so sorry. It is the only downside of having a beloved dog as a pet….their lifespan is so short and their time with us goes so quickly. Pepper will be hard to replace and I hate to say it that at our age, one has to consider whether to try or not. My 19th month golden retriever will more than likely be my last companion. At 63, I am having trouble enough staying up with him.

 

Rick

Hi Allan,

 

I'm so sorry for your loss, too me a dog is man's best friend. Nobody can tell me different, they will never turn there back on you and they stay loyal too you from beginning  to end . My heart goes out too you, and I will say a prayer for Pepper

 

I went through this twice already, and at the moment I have two more.

Alex

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Alan I understand we lost our cat about 4 weeks ago.  We have 2 dogs and 2 weeks ago we got another cat.  She had been sleeping on a car engine when it eas started and she had a gash about 7 inches long across her back, luckly it did not break her back.  She is recovering fine and is a joy but we still miss our old friend.

Allan,

   Sorry for the loss of your companion, I train Gun dogs and have 6 of my own,

2 are very old now and soon I will be in your exact position.  Having been there before, it's never easy loosing a trusted friend, hope you will be alright Alan, Pepper will be waiting for you at the Gates as you cross over someday, I have no doubt that God has special places for the animals that he reversed his own name to identify. 

Treasure her memories always, God only lends us his most trusted animals for a shot time, each dog is put here by God to show man, what unconditional love really is all about.

PCRR/Dave

 

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He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.

You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

                                                                 ...Anonymous

 

Sorry to hear of your lose Allan, a dog is truly a mans best friend.

 

Jerry

 

Just remember. your best friend will be waiting for you.

 

'There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. Her bright eyes are intent; her eager body begins to quiver. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.'

Dear Allan,

My sincerest condolences go out to you. I have been in the same position more times than I would like to remember. Following is a passage I saved from an old Dear Ann Landers column that is appropriate for this time:

 

      I remember bringing you home. You were so small & cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur.

      You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in awhile, you'd let out a little yelp, just to let me know this was your territory.

      Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes, as if to say " I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you're not watching."

      As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by.

      When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day, and I could always count on you to be there for me.

     When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap, looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head on my leg.

     As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll, and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one last favor.

     With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet. One last time you were lying next to me.

     For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the animal hospital; perhaps it was your sense of pride. As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head, and looked at me as if to say, " Thank you for taking care of me."

     I thought, "No, thank you for taking care of me."

 

The only difference in my experience from the above, was that I went with my old girl, to be with her for every last second I could spend with her.

 

My hope and prayers will be with you and Pepper.

 

Ken

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